THE YOUNG TSARTHE young Tsar had just ascended the throne.For five weeks he had worked without ceasing, inthe way that Tsars are accustomed to work. Hehad been attending to reports, signing papers, re-ceiving ambassadors and high officials who cameto be presented to him, and reviewing troops. Hewas tired, and as a traveller exhausted by heatand thirst longs for a draught of water and forrest, so he longed for a respite of just one dayat least from receptions, from speeches, fromparadesa few free hours to spend like an ordi-nary human being with his young, clever, and...
TOM SWIFT IN THE LAND OF WONDERSTOM SWIFT IN THELAND OF WONDERSBY VICTOR APPLETON1- Page 2-TOM SWIFT IN THE LAND OF WONDERSCHAPTER IA WONDERFUL STORYTom Swift, who had been slowly looking through the pages of amagazine, in the contents of which he seemed to be deeply interested,turned the final folio, ruffled the sheets back again to look at a certain map...
The Unknown Guestby Maurice MaeterlinckTranslated by Alexander Teixeira de MattosINTRODUCTION1My Essay on Death[1] led me to make a conscientious enquiry into the present position of the great mystery, an enquiry which I have endeavoured to render as complete as possible. I had hoped that a single volume would be able to contain the result of these investigations, which, I may say at once, will teach nothing to those who have been over the same ground and which have nothing to recommend them except their sincerity, their impartiality and a certain scrupulous accuracy. But, as I proceeded, I s
North American Species of CactusNorth American Speciesof Cactusby John M. Coulter.1- Page 2-North American Species of CactusU.S. Department of AgricultureDivision of BotanyCONTRIBUTIONS FROM THE U. S. NATIONAL HERBARIUM Vol.IIINo. 2 Issued June 10, 1894 Preliminary Revision of the NorthAmerican Species of Cactus, Anhalonium, and Lophophora.byJohn M....
STAGE-LAND.STAGE-LAND.By Jerome K. Jerome1- Page 2-STAGE-LAND.THE HERO.His name is George, generally speaking. "Call me George!" he saysto the heroine. She calls him George (in a very low voice, because she isso young and timid). Then he is happy.The stage hero never has any work to do. He is always hangingabout and getting into trouble. His chief aim in life is to be accused of...
HE SEEMED INCAPABLE of creating such chaos, but much of what he saw below could be blamed on him. And that was fine. He was ninety-one, paralyzed, strapped in a wheelchair and hooked to oxygen. His second stroke seven years ago had almost finished him off, but Abraham Rosenberg was still alive and even with tubes in his nose his legal stick was bigger than the other eight. He was the only legend remaining on the Court, and the fact that he was still breathing irritated most of the mob below. He sat in a small wheelchair in an office on the main floor of the Supreme Court Building. Hi
Former Inhabitants and Winter VisitorsI weathered some merry snow-storms, and spent some cheerfulwinter evenings by my fireside, while the snow whirled wildlywithout, and even the hooting of the owl was hushed. For many weeksI met no one in my walks but those who came occasionally to cut woodand sled it to the village. The elements, however, abetted me inmaking a path through the deepest snow in the woods, for when I hadonce gone through the wind blew the oak leaves into my tracks, wherethey lodged, and by absorbing the rays of the sun melted the snow,...
360 BCSYMPOSIUMby Platotranslated by Benjamin JowettSYMPOSIUMPERSONS OF THE DIALOGUE: APOLLODORUS, who repeats to his companion the dialogue which he had heard from Aristodemus, and had already once narrated to Glaucon; PHAEDRUS; PAUSANIAS; ERYXIMACHUS; ARISTOPHANES; AGATHON; SOCRATES; ALCIBIADES; A TROOP OF REVELLERS. Scene: The House of Agathon.Concerning the things about which you ask to be informed I believe that I am not ill-prepared with an answer. For the day before yesterday I was coming from my own home at Phalerum to the city, and one of my acquaintance, who had caught a sight of me
Five Talesby John Galsworthy"Life calls the tune, we dance."CONTENTS:THE FIRST AND LASTA STOICTHE APPLE TREETHE JURYMANINDIAN SUMMER OF A FORSYTETHE FIRST AND LAST"So the last shall be first, and the first last."HOLY WRIT.It was a dark room at that hour of six in the evening, when just the single oil reading-lamp under its green shade let fall a dapple of light over the Turkey carpet; over the covers of books taken out of the bookshelves, and the open pages of the one selected; over the deep blue and gold of the coffee service on the little old stool with its Oriental embroidery. Very dark i
The Costby David Graham PhillipsCONTENTSCHAPTERI A FATHER INVITES DISASTERII OLIVIA TO THE RESCUEIII AND SCARBOROUGHIV A DUMONT TRIUMPHV FOUR FRIENDSVI "LIKE HIS FATHER"VII PAULINE AWAKENSVIII THE DECISIONIX A THOROUGHBRED RUNS AWAYX MRS. JOHN DUMONTXI YOUNG AMERICAXII AFTER EIGHT YEARSXIII "MY SISTER IN LAW, GLADYSXIV STRAINING AT THE ANCHORS...
The Life of Sir John Oldcastleby William Shakespeare [Apocrypha]The Actors Names in the History of Sir John Oldcastle.King Henry the Fifth.Sir John Old-castle, Lord Cobham.Harpoole, Servant to the Lord Cobham.Lord Herbert, with Gough his man.Lord Powis, with Owen and Davy his men.The Mayor of Hereford, and Sheriff of Herefordshire, with Bailiffsand Servants.Two Judges of Assize.The Bishop of Rochester and Clun his Sumner.Sir John the Parson of Wrotham, and Doll his Concubine.The Duke of Suffolk.The Earl of Huntington.The Earl of Cambridge.Lord Scroop and Lord Grey....
NUMA POMPILIUSLegendary, 8th-7th Century B.C.by Plutarchtranslated by John DrydenTHOUGH the pedigrees of noble families of Rome go back in exact formas far as Numa Pompilius, yet there is great diversity amongsthistorians concerning the time in which he reigned; a certain writercalled Clodius, in a book of his entitled Strictures on Chronology,avers that the ancient registers of Rome were lost when the city wassacked by the Gauls, and that those which are now extant were...
January 1954 The Boeing C-97 Stratocruiser bore the look of a crypt. Perhaps the image was bred by the cold winter night, or perhaps it came from the gusting snow that was piling an icy shroud on the wings and fuselage. The flickering lights from the cockpit windshield and the fleeting shadows of the maintenance crew served only to exaggerate the chilling scene. Major Raymond Vylander, United States Air Force, did not care for what he saw. He watched silently as the fuel truck drove away and vanished into the stormy darkness. The loading ramp was dropped from the rear of the great whalelike
THE VOYAGES OF DOCTOR DOOLITTLETHE VOYAGES OFDOCTOR DOOLITTLEHUGH LOFTINGTo Colin and Elizabeth1- Page 2-THE VOYAGES OF DOCTOR DOOLITTLEPROLOGUEALL that I have written so far about Doctor Dolittle I heard long afterit happened from those who had known him indeed a great deal of it tookplace before I was born. But I now come to set down that part of the great...
Saturday night, Coconut Grove. It was the usual scene: thousands of people, not one of whom a normal person would call normal. There were the European tourists, getting off their big fume-belching buses, wearing their new jeans and their Hard Rock Cafe T-shirts, which they bought when their charter bus stopped in Orlando. They moved in chattering clots, following their flag-waving tour directors, lining up outside Planet Hollywood, checking out the wall where famous movie stars had made impressions of their hands in the cement squares, taking videos of each other putting their palms in the e